Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o

Watching the three flee in panic, An Yiqing and Old Prince Bruch exchanged a smile, everything spoken in silence.

November in Wudu City was already below freezing. The pedestrians on the streets wore thick coats and hurried along. The city, filled with classical charm, exuded its distinct elegant aura in the desolate cold wind. An Yiqing, in a beige wool coat, roamed Wudu City’s streets alone, savoring the cultural atmosphere different from that of Xuanjin.

It’s been half a month since the World Business Association concluded, and it was now mid-November. She genuinely missed home. The old man had just called last night, asking when she’d return, but An Yiqing couldn’t provide a definite answer.

The day before, Emory, who had remained silent, finally gave her a call. An Yiqing was surprised but had also anticipated it. The man, always overlooked, seized this opportunity, wanting to ascend to the peak of power. To be honest, An Yiqing greatly admired Emory, but interest concerns reason, and admiration is irrelevant.

That day, the two sat face to face in an unassuming café.

"Mr. Emory, I admire your character, but that can’t be the reason for my support." An Yiqing held her coffee, her smile sweet.

Emory looked at the girl opposite him, having observed her secretly all these days. He knew she had played Edith’s family like a fiddle, saved Mike, becoming the savior of the current head of the Stausauser Family. He knew her close relationship with Old Prince Bruch, her exalted status within the Bruch Family. He also knew Xuanjin Yulong had partnered with many renowned enterprises, becoming increasingly important in Country Zi.

All this was orchestrated by the smiling girl next door in front of him. Observing her for so long, he had already seen through her immense strength and her cunning beyond average people.

He was not an idiot like Edith; he knew how to recognize the situation.

"Miss An, collaborate with me, and the two countries will maintain good relations for centuries." Emory tossed a candy.

Unexpectedly, An Yiqing smiled and shook her head, "No, Mr. Emory, I think you’ve misunderstood. Whether Xuanjin and Country Zi get along is irrelevant to me."

Emory was taken aback, not expecting her to say such cold and ruthless words. As Commander An’s granddaughter, shouldn’t she swear to protect her homeland?

An Yiqing naturally understood Emory’s thoughts. She leaned lazily against the sofa, propping her head with her hand, "I think you’ve misunderstood something. I’m a businesswoman, not a soldier. For me, my own well-being and my family’s well-being come first, and only then it’s Xuanjin’s turn. Rather than benefiting Xuanjin, I prefer to gain benefits for myself. That’s how I justify all my efforts."

Emory’s interest was piqued by An Yiqing. He tapped his fingers on the table, raising his eyebrows at An Yiqing, "Miss An, do you have no sense of national honor?"

"National honor?" An Yiqing smirked, "What’s it worth?"

Emory was at a loss for words. Yes, honor is worthless; it can’t provide them with delicious food or a stable life. However, he hadn’t expected An Yiqing to speak so indifferently.

He had investigated a month ago about the Wind City disaster, this girl single-handedly saved many people. Such a quietly devoted person, claiming she had no sense of national honor.

"Mr. Emory, maybe I need to explain. I love my country, provided it loves me back. If one day my country abandons me, then I will turn merciless." An Yiqing’s voice was calm, tinged with a trace of coldness, "So, above those illusory benefits, I focus more on tangible gains, understand?"

Emory understood, because he was the same kind of person.

"Miss An’s directness is something I admire. Since that’s the case, I won’t speak in circles any longer. I can guarantee that as long as Miss An and I remain in position, Country Zi and Xuanjin will remain friendly. Also, Miss An will hold the most exalted status in Country Zi, being the Royal Family’s most favored friend. You will become the first Foreign Baroness in Country Zi’s history, equal in status to a Duke. Miss An, is this satisfactory?"

Is it satisfactory? Indeed satisfactory!

The Country Zi Royal Family has five ranks of titles, the highest being Duke, with power only second to a Prince. The role of a Baroness has always been quite special in Country Zi. Female Dukes are even rarer.